Dove
It had been two days of us being in the Dominican and it was better than I had ever imagined it to be. Seeing Ma and Pa was more emotional than I had ever thought it would be. All the emotions of being in America without them came spilling out of me. I had been having such a tight hold on them because I knew if I allowed myself to miss them it would eat me up inside and I wouldn't be able to continue.
Yet having them in my arms as they hugged me, showered me in kisses and praise I felt it. Seeing Zahi's parents, Ma Carmen and Pa Juan, was just as hard for him. I knew how much he missed them but he never allowed himself to show it. At least not in front of me.
